Dreamnoblade one shots for funsies

Reunion

"I wouldn't say I grew up with him, not in the traditional sense at least. We grew up in the same place, the infamous Pit. I don't remember how old we were when we met, but I remember trusting him with my life, a difficult task when everyone wants to kill everyone else. We didn't talk too much, circumstance never kept us together for long, but when we did see each other, we helped each other. For a long time it was small things, gifts of food or bandages, I don't even know if I knew his name, but as the population thinned, we were forced together more. We taught each other everything we learned, sharing knowledge in a desperate attempt to gain an advantage over the older members. It worked for the most part. There are distinctive moments where his advice saved my life. Of course, nothing's perfect, and when the Pit was sieged, we were clinging to each other as we bled out, grateful that once in our lives, a miracle happened.

"We were brought to the same hospital, all the survivors were, and were treated for our injuries. He recovered much quicker than I did, his worst wounds on his face rather than mine which were on my abdomen. He visited me a lot, sharing stories about the doctors in the hospital or things he learned about the outside world, which always lit up my stay. He was there waiting for me when I got back from my big operation, you should've seen the look on his face. We also went to therapy in the hospital together, watching each other slowly recover our emotional wounds. We were certainly best friends.

"It was the government that separated us, assigned us to different schools because they had to ease the burden on individual schools or something. By random chance, ours were very far away. When we left the hospital to go to our new homes, we hugged goodbye and smiled as we walked away, believing we would never see each other again. I don't know about him, but I cried on the car ride.

"That brings us to today. And before you ask, no, I didn't get the wrong person, I'd recognize him anywhere, even though he's all cleaned up and ten years older and working in a mall."

Wilbur sighed, understanding the situation. "I don't get why you can't just go up and say hi, I'd be glad to see you if I was him."

Techno whined into the cup he had finished. "But what if he wants to forget about his childhood, leave all that pain behind. I know I do."

Settling on one of many options, Wilbur asked, "Do I have to drag you over there to say hi?" Techno couldn't hide the look on his face betrayed that he knew he was a coward who couldn't do it on his own. Wilbur was resolved as he rose from his seat and threw away his garbage, yanking Techno out of his chair and dragging him with him to the phone store around the corner. Bypassing the other people in the store, Wilbur walked up to the counter, and in his friendliest voice asked, "Hi, are you Dream?"

The man with the mask behind the counter was confused, but kept up his employee voice as he replied. "Yes, who's asking?"

"My friend over here wants to say hi." Wilbur said, forcing Techno in front of him so the two could talk face to face.

"Uh, hi." Techno mumbled, sweating as he willed himself to stay there.

Dream stood baffled in front of the oddly familiar face for a while before turning his gaze downward to look at Techno's hand, immediately noticing the unique scar that stained it. "Techno." He muttered, looking back at his eyes before running around the counter to their side. Dream brought him into a big hug filled to the brim with ten years worth of emotions. "I'm so glad, you seem to be doing fine. How are you? I see you have at least one good friend, I have a few really good friends, they make all the difference. Do you have a job? If not, I can give you a bit to keep you going. Oh gosh I missed you so much. I was worried sick, hoping everyday that you would still be okay. Every time a survivor turned up in the news for something bad I prayed it wasn't you. Have you been doing anything illegal? You can tell me if you have, I'd understand."